The sickening fear. Flames licking at his fuel-soaked flesh, flesh torn by exploding metal. These simple realities were the facts of Ernest Behman's passing.
This was the priest's eternity.
Such was the debt owed, the price to be paid in the currency of laughter.
Hmmm...
I get the tale but is it funny? Interesting, but not funny.
Esoteric
I think. Well written, but a little past my understanding.
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